Bring Your A Game, Mr novel Chapter 1067

No, my reputation. It's all gone.

Narissa rolled her eyes. "Fine. Die, then. You won't feel embarrassed anymore. In fact, you won't feel anything." She loosened her grip even more, and Stenson fell further. Shocked, he screamed, and the people underneath got a bit excited.

As she spoke, the ambusher came charging at her again. Narissa quickly slammed him with a kick and sent him flying back. She tried to see who it was, but the man was wearing a cap and a mask. Damn it. I don't know who he is. And he's not even fazed by that kick.

The man was about to launch another attack, so Narissa did her best to pull Stenson back up. However, Stenson was a little too big, and she wasn't in the best position to use all her strength. She managed to pull him a little, but even that alone proved to be arduous.

The man strangled Narissa from behind and pointed his knife at her heart. "Die."

The glint from the knife almost blinded Narissa. She freed one hand and held the man's arm, trying to suplex him, but that was a dangerous move. One false move and she might let go of Stenson.

Just when she was about to throw caution to the wind, Paul came. "Get away from her!" Noticing the precarious situation Narissa was in, he charged ahead and grabbed the man's hand. He pounced at the man and they started to brawl.

Alas, Paul was no match for the stranger. After they rolled around for a while, the man pinned Paul down easily and stabbed Paul right in the stomach.

Worried about Paul, Narissa quickly pulled Stenson up with all her might and ran toward the ambusher without catching a break. She sent the killer flying away with a kick and slammed her foot into his chest once more before he could even react. He skidded back and slammed into the wall. The man fell to the ground and clutched his chest, coughing violently. He could no longer get back up. Calmly, Narissa approached him and took off his disguise. "Gale? Why did you do this?"

"Why? If it weren't for you and your father helping Paul, none of this would have happened. You and your father are the reasons I fell from grace. I'll kill you!" Gale's eyes were filled with menace. He felt no remorse for his actions at all.

Narissa was forlorn to see her erstwhile childhood friend turning into her enemy, and she shook her head. "You're a brilliant man. You could've had your own success, but greed pushed you over the edge."

Gale scoffed. "You're born with everything. Makes sense that you think you can take the high ground. If you were born into a family like mine, you'd have been my accomplice, not a self-proclaimed ally of justice."

"I don't deal with hypotheticals, and you think too highly of yourself, thus you fail." Refusing to waste any more time with Gale, she turned to Paul only to see Stenson hiding along the walls, slowly moving toward the staircase while pulling his pants up. He didn't even look at Narissa, as if that would stop her from seeing him. Narissa pursed her lips. She ran ahead and leaped into the air, landing in the path where Stenson was taking. "Trying to run?"

Stenson froze. Before he could do anything, Narissa kicked him down again and stomped his chest. He couldn't move at all. "Call your men and tell them to bring Anastasia to me, or else."

"Yes, ma'am. Of course, ma'am." Stenson scrambled around to find his phone, and then he realized that everything important was in his pants, but they had fallen out of his pockets when he was hanging upside down earlier. He then looked at Narissa pitifully. "I lost my phone."